The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape [2]: The Villainess Cannot Escape (R18)

Title: The Villainess Cannot Escape / The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape ②

Original: 悪役令嬢は逃げられない / 悪役令嬢の逃亡(未遂) ②

Author: 茜菫


Summary: A sequel to “The Villainess Wants to Escape.” I’m the fiancée of the Crown Prince, who is a capture target in an otome game that I played in my past life. I was reincarnated as the villainess who harasses the heroine, gets convicted, and dies. But, I don’t want to die so I won’t get involved with the heroine.

Why is this happening?

Right now, I’m struck by the deep desire to flee from this place. I don’t mind messing up as, personally, the urge to scratch my head in frustration was hard to ignore. However, when I remember the maid who had worked tirelessly on my hard-to-style silver hair, I relented. Forgetting to blink, I stared blankly at nothing while thinking about how stupid it was to be worrying about my hairstyle at a time like this.

The gorgeous chandelier hurt my eyes. Furthermore, the stares of those around me also hurt and I heard an uncomfortable buzzing in my ears.

I can assure you that the ones attracting the most attention at this venue are us. The central figure is the Crown Prince of this country, His Royal Highness Leonhardt von Vanstein. His beautiful, fluffy honey-colored hair shines brightly and his violet eyes are directed straight towards me. Standing before him, locking eyes, is me: Lucie von Schönburg, his fiancée and the eldest daughter of Earl Schönburg.

Behind His Highness is Catalina von Valmar. She’s a pretty girl with loosely curled pink hair and young leaf-colored eyes. She must have been the eldest daughter of Earl Valmar.

This is unmistakably a familiar sight. I’ve seen this scenario many times in my previous life.

Oh, I’m dead.

This time for sure, I definitely had the expression of a Tibetan fox.

In my past life, I was an average citizen living in Japan; a country that does not exist in this world. This situation is exactly like the event CG when the heroine is protected by the prince and the villainess is condemned. It is from an otome game that I, who had no boyfriend, played in my past life.

The heroine’s name is Cataline by default, the prince is Leonhardt, and the villainess is Lucie. It’s surely not a coincidence that all the names match. In the game, this is a Happy Ending for the heroine, and a Game Over for the villainess. What a mess.

“Um, Your Highness…shouldn’t we stop here?”

“Lady Lucie, I can’t do that.”

His Highness was laughing but his eyebrows were slightly lowered. His eyes weren’t laughing at all. I’ve been his fiancée for a year and a half so I can tell when he’s upset.

“I will not forgive the sin of trying to trap my beloved,” said Prince Leonhardt. Catalina, who was standing behind him, clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest. Her shoulders were small and trembling, but she was looking at me with pursed lips. It was like she had a plan. I looked back at her, while thinking that she was a perfectly healthy girl putting on the facade of being frightened.

Honestly, I want to look away and faint.

“Lady Catalina has launched a complaint saying that you have been harassing her.”

“…Isn’t that a misunderstanding?”

“Lady Lucie…!” Catalina says my name full of blame. She had tears in her eyes, which looked ready to spill at any moment. It was certainly the perfect look for a victim. Was she really claiming that she was being bullied by me?

After watching the situation, His Highness took a deep breath and stared straight into my eyes. I wanted to look away, but there was a silent pressure coming from him, which prevented me from doing so.

“…She ruined my dress by splashing red wine on me.”

“…Yes, I admit that, but it wasn’t on purpose.”

It really hadn’t been on purpose at all. After recalling my past memories, I had tried to stay as far away from Catalina as possible. It was the same at this evening party, but she had approached me. When I noticed her and tried to escape, another young lady bumped into me and I spilled red wine on Catalina’s dress before falling over in embarrassment.

…By no means had it been intentional. I had gotten more hurt from falling down than she’d had from wine being splashed onto her. I was so embarrassed at the time that I wanted to quickly disappear. I really won’t forgive the woman who’d bumped into me in the first place.

“There is a witness who says that she saw you push her down the stairs.”

“…I don’t remember anything like that. I did see her rolling down, but she fell by herself. I hadn’t touched her at all.”

I’d kept avoiding Catalina because of the wine incident, but had met her again when I was descending the stairs at another evening party. As she was walking up, she grinned at me before suddenly screaming and rolling down the steps.

It was then that I had become convinced that she was a reincarnated individual, the same as myself. Maybe she’s trying to force the harassment events because I wouldn’t bully her. Honestly, Catarina was terrifying to me. Thanks to her frightened eyes and fallen state, people began to whisper that I had pushed her down on purpose.

Even now, when confronting her like this, I get unpleasant sweats, nausea and dizziness. I want to lose consciousness. I honestly want to faint and let everyone else figure this out while I’m not there. His Highness Prince Leonhardt will likely be able to put two and two together. That’s right, that would be for the best.

“Lady Lucie.”

His Highness, who had been my fiancé for a year and a half, seemed to have a different idea on how to proceed. When I called his name, he simply smiled at me. I let out a groan, looking down. Meanwhile, Catalina took a step forward, as if deciding that this was the most opportune moment to attack.

“…And, I heard you at the evening party the other night. You were talking to some men about attacking me…”

In fact, at the evening party in question, Catalina had been attacked in the courtyard. I had no choice but to look at Catalina, who continued trembling in terrified victim performance, with a face as if I’d chewed something bitter. On the other hand, I was wondering why she would go out to the courtyard in the first place.

“Lady Lucie, do you not remember?”

“…Of course not.”

Her accusations were, of course, false. I’d been afraid of Catalina and planning to leave early. You could say that I’m only here right now because that plan had failed. Catalina is a person I fear. It’s ridiculous that I would harass a person like that. I don’t want to get involved with her, I want to run away.

“…Then, let’s prove it.”

His Highness would not allow me to escape. If I’d looked at His Highness resentfully, he would have only stared back with eyes that weren’t laughing. Realizing that I could not escape, I tried to imitate a Tibetal snail. When he saw that expression, however, he laughed.

“Lady Catalina, did you hear that?”

“…In front of the parlor that was prepared for the evening party. I’d gotten a little tired and thought I’d take a break…it was then that I heard Lady Lucie’s voice…”

There are several guest rooms available during evening parties. They are often used by both men and women.

“Though I couldn’t see inside, it was certainly Lady Lucie’s voice. She was speaking with someone, a man.”


“I couldn’t believe that Your Highness’ fiancée would be alone in a room with another man…” she said with her cheeks shyly dyed as she averted her eyes. Catalina dropped her act for a moment and glared. That’s it. Please, don’t say anything else. You should be aware of what might be happening if a man and woman are alone in one room. I felt like we were being stabbed by the eyes surrounding us. I turned red with shame and looked down. What horrible things was she saying!

“You are not suitable to be Prince Leonhardt’s fiancée…!”

Had Catalina really been in front of the door at that time? I squeezed my hands together tightly, unable to raise my face.

“…So you’re saying that the man with Lady Lucie was involved in the plan to attack you/”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

Catalina nodded as she answered loudly to His Highness’ question. Her blame filled gaze was directed at me. Oh no, this is no good. Nothing can be done at this point. My face turned pale and shoulders quivered at her ridiculous accusations.

Everyone present at the venue held their breath, watching carefully for what would happen next. It was then that a small laugh echoed throughout the quiet hall.

“…Prince Leonhardt?”

It was His Highness, who was standing in front of me, that was laughing. Catalina called out his name in astonishment. It was then that he shot her a terribly cold gaze. His glare was so sharp that Catalina’s shoulders shook in fear.

“Yeah…so you’re saying that I was part of such a ridiculous plan.”

“…Eh…no way that must be a lie…um, um…”

Catalina’s eyes alternate between me and His Highness as if she’s seeing something incredible.

I admit that I was certainly in a room with a man that day, but that person was my fiancé, His Highness Prince Leonhardt. A person who was more than a little mischievous.

“No, no, it can’t be…”

While she had been going full speed ahead until just a moment ago, now she had turned blue to the point that I began to pity her. Her entire body was trembling. Unknowingly, she had challenged His Highness himself.

“I just showered my fiancée with love on that day.”

“Ahhhh, please stop Your Highness!!!”

I jumped towards His Highness and desperately begged him to not say anything further. Many people watched me with pity in their eyes. It made me want to dig a hole for myself. In contrast, His Highness, who’d hurriedly turned to me, looked to be in an extremely good mood. He put his arm around my waist and snuggled me to his side.

“The young lady who hit Lady Lucie from behind resulting in the wine to splash on you and the one who said that Lady Lucie pushed you down the stairs happened to be the same person. Apparently they were threatened to cooperate because of a debt. It looks like…Lady Catalina, she was indebted to you.’

I didn’t know that. I wondered when he had looked it up. His Highness’ expression was extremely cold. Catalina, whose attitude had done a 180, quivered and shook, looking like she was about to collapse. The roles should have been reversed; with me being condemned and her held by his Highness.

“…Please, forgive…me.”

“I said it at the beginning. I won’t forgive the sin of trying to trap my beloved.”

Catalina had probably been convinced that his ‘beloved’ was no one other than herself. His Highness’ ‘beloved’ in the original game had been Catalina, after all.

His Highness supported me as I watched Catalina being taken away. I felt like I was ready to break and collapse. The condemnation event, which was supposed to be my Game over, had changed. Now, I’m standing safely with my feet on the ground…but I feel like I’m about to fall.

“…Now there isn’t any reason to run away from me anymore, is there?”

I give a little nod to His Highness as he whispers this into my ear. At the evening party the other night, when I had planned to leave early, I was cornered by His Highness and devoured. It was then that I confessed. Not about having a previous life, but instead that since I met His Highness, I had dreams about repeatedly harassing Catalina and eventually being convicted and executed by her and His Highness at today’s event.

Many things had happened, but the worst future had been avoided and I was still here as His Highness’ fiancée. As His Highness and I left the venue, with him supporting the ready-to-collapse me, I thought it was all because of Catalina that he now looked at me with such warm eyes.

When we left the glittering venue, I was held in his arms and taken to his private room as we didn’t know who would interrupt if we used a guest room.

I was relieved to be let go when we arrived at the room, but this was short-lived as I was hugged firmly soon after.

“…Your Highness…hmmmhmm…”

I was kissed lightly several times. Our lips made small smacking noises, before His Highness slowly traced my upper and lower lips with the tip of his tongue. Then, he gently nibbled on my lips before a warm tongue invaded my open mouth. He traced my teeth and entwined his tongue with my own.

At the same time, he grasped my hips tightly, embracing me. His Highness ‘excitement’ pressed against my stomach. My body responded, with my secret place getting hot and feeling a sweet tingle.


He released my lips, letting out a warm exhale. The top of my dress was pulled down and my humble chest was exposed. When the stimulation makes my body shake, His Highness mischievously smiles and begins sucking on my pink nipples.


I was teased by his tongue. Every time he sucked, my lower body became greedier. The unattended nipple was promptly pulled at by his pointer finger and thumb. My thighs had begun to rub against one another and a pool of wetness accumulated between my legs.

I was picked up by His Highness, who must have noticed, and laid down on the bed. I hurriedly pushed against his body and tried to get up, but before I could, His Highness, who was hovering over me, thrust his hand underneath my dress and dexterously pulled my underwear off.

“…Your Highness…”

“Shouldn’t it be something else?”

He stared down at me with hot eyes and laughed, exuding sex appeal. He relaxed only around me. I swallowed hard when I noticed the tent in his pants.


“…Rest assured, marry me.”

When I nod at his words, His Highness laughs with satisfaction and softly kisses my cheek. Then, he takes my right hand and uses it to squeeze his cock. His hardness was hot in my hands and I was quivering from the sensation alone. My face turned red and I looked away, hearing a small laugh in response. His Highness’ hand, which grasped my own, slowly moved up and down his dick.


His Highness’ voice leaked, his appearance reflecting the excitement. I unconsciously held my breath and stared at him. His eyelids were trembling and his long eyelashes fluttered, edging closer to his eyebrows. The exhilaration was intensely sexy.

A transparent liquid overflew from the tip, acting as a lubricant and causing the speed of our hands to naturally speed up. Imagining how it might come inside me someday made my honey overflow into His Highness’ hand. He had snuck his hand up my skirt and began stroking me, causing a scream from my lips.

Hyaahi, Löwe…Ah.”

He stared at me with his enchanting eyes and traced my slit with his fingertips. I trembled with pleasure, feeling heavenly, as he penetrated slightly to touch the bud beneath my folds.

Ah, ah…”

While letting out a squeak, I was rubbed at with both fast and slow movements. My body felt weak, so I let go of His Highness and let my body collapse into the mattress. He crawled up towards my face and kissed the wound on my shoulder.

It had been inflicted on me a year and a half ago, when I protected Prince Leonhardt. Originally, there was meant to be only a small scar on my right arm due to the assassination attempt of His Highness, but the memories of my previous life had cause me to act different, giving me a serious injury, which made me wonder if I was dead nor alive. As a result, His Highness had given me an amazing amount of affection.


The scar had been traced with His Highness’ fingertips and licked many times. It’s a constant every time we’re intimate and it always thrills me.

In this last year and a half, I had repeatedly thought about running away from His Highness. It was incredible being loved by His Highness, but when I thought that I would lose that love at today’s condemnation event, I was afraid to trust it.

I recalled the appearance of the game version of Lucie who had died in the confusion of trying to kill the heroine. Even though I tried to run and not be captivated by Prince Leonhardt, we had repeatedly been intimate. I loved His Highness so much that I couldn’t help it.

That’s why I was very relieved by today’s events.

My dress is rolled up and something hot is pulsing between my clenched thighs. When my core was rubbed a strong pleasure shook me.


He pulled out from my thighs before pushing in again. This action was repeated many times as I was left panting, the waves of pleasure rolling over me from head to toe.

Ahah, hah…”

“…Does it feel good?”

He grabbed my hips and rocked me, clouded by lust. Nothing had been inserted, but the sound of skin bumping against each other still echoed throughout the room along with the rough breaths of His Highness and my sweet moans.

Ah, ah, ahah…”

He ground against my clit and my back arched in pleasure, my eyes rolling to the back of my head and seeing while. Both of us were near our respective climaxes. His Highness moaned a little before letting go and releasing a cloudy liquid onto my breasts.

He’d kept his promise to keep our chastity until we’re married. Though, I feel like it’s hard to call it ‘chastity’ just because he hasn’t inserted it yet, but I can’t resist him. I’m starting to expect it and I just can’t seem to escape His Highness.

The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape [1]: The Villainess Wants to Flee (R-18)

Title: The Villainess Wants to Flee / The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape ①

Original: 悪役令嬢は逃げ出したい / 悪役令嬢の逃亡(未遂) ①

Author: 茜菫


Summary: After being introduced to my prospective fiance, the Crown Prince, I recall my past life.

Shiny, fluffy, and soft-looking honey-colored hair that’s paired with violet eyes. I realized it the moment that the young man in front of me smiled gently and introduced himself.

“I am Leonhardt von Vanstein.”

Oh, I’m dead.

In the blink of an eye, I understood the information rapidly flowing into my mind. I had fallen in love with this beautiful man in front of me. Or, should I say that I remember falling in love with him. I’m sure that my face right now looked similar to that of a Tibetan fox’s.

I am Lucie von Schönburg. At sixteen years old, I am the eldest daughter of Earl Schönburg. Even though I’m an Earl’s daughter now, I remember a previous life as well. I was an ordinary woman living in Japan; a nation which does not exist in this world. Of course, this doesn’t mean that I’ve remembered all of my previous life, but I’ve recalled a crucially important memory in this place. It felt like I was doused with ice water.

Understandably, the beautiful young man in front of me was confused by the sudden change in my demeanor. His angelic smile waned and a suspicious look crossed his face. Noticing this, I hurriedly raised the ends of my skirt in a curtsy.

“…Please pardon my rudeness, Your Highness Prince Leonhardt. My name is Lucie von Schönburg.”

Thanks to the etiquette training drilled into me from an early age, I believe I was able to greet him properly even though my hands were shaking. I was full of emotions that I could not reveal on my face. He, who had just turned seventeen, was the first prince of our country, while I was a prospective fiancee.

This was our first meeting as engagement candidates, but considering the prince’s earlier expression, I might not have left a good impression. Well, maybe that was for the best though.

Why? This is where my previous memories become important. In my past life – which could be called unremarkable and plain at best – I enjoyed the single life with all my might and playing otome games became my mental oasis.

One such game was a fantasy in a medieval European setting where magic existed. I remember the contents well. I’ll omit some details because otherwise the story will become too long, but what’s important is that Prince Leonhardt is the game’s main capture target, while Lucie – daughter of Earl Schönburg – was his villainess fiancee who harasses the heroine in Leonhardt’s route.

In a nutshell, the game-version of Lucie was terrible. She’s terrible to the heroine throughout, but above all her endings are terrible. After the condemnation event in the True Ending, she tried to kill the heroine by burning her in her dress before falling off the balcony to her own death. Even in the Bad End, where she successfully drives away the heroine, she is captured by the heroine’s step-brother and exiled. Though exile was certainly better than death, there was a sentence in that ending implying that she would be attacked by a thief during the journey.

Furthermore, whether the heroine chooses the prince or not, Lucie could still be killed. There were such bonus deaths on the other capture targets’ routes. This was the worst.

I’ve become Lucie, who is destined to die like that, and the prince – His Royal Highness Leonhardt – was in front of me himself. Fortunately, I’m still only a fiancee candidate. Besides, he doesn’t have a great impression of me from my introduction. If we don’t become engaged, my future may change.

The reason Lucie became his fiancee is because when she met the prince for the first time, they took a walk together in the courtyard and there was an assassination attempt on the prince’s life. Lucie intervened and protected the prince, but was injured. She was left with a scar and using this, Lucie – who had fallen in love with the prince at first sight – urged her father to push the engagement forward. As a result, she became the prince’s fiancee. Due to this the prince treated Lucie like an eyesore. Lucie was arrogant and tied him to her using her scar as a pretext. As a result, she was not liked by him.

For me, I believe Prince Leonhardt to be a good man, so I want him to be happy. It’d be a pity to tie him to Lucie. The heroine who he will meet next year will surely make him happier. I don’t want to die, so I want to withdraw now.

It’s okay, I can still leave. You are still safe. You can decline to go any further saying you feel sick. Just as I thought to say this, my eyes met the prince’s and he smiled. I was momentarily shocked, something surely reflected on my face.

“Then, allow me to lead the way.”


I’d been so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn’t listened to more than half of the prince’s story. I don’t know what’s going on, but when I reply in the affirmative the prince smiles again. It’s a little different from the smile before, it was mysterious. The prince pulled me along by the hand and I missed the opportunity to feign illness and return to the main hall.

As I was pondering my next move, we arrived at the courtyard. Wait, isn’t this the time and place where the attempted assassination takes place? At once, I tried to say that I was heading back, but became worried about what to do if the prince was indeed assassinated because Lucie wasn’t there. The excuses got stuck in my throat and didn’t come out…I was in trouble.

I’ve come this far. I don’t want to feel pain, but I should quietly let myself be injured. After confirming that the prince is safe, I’ll return using the injury as an excuse. I mean, as long as I don’t say that I want to get engaged, I’ll be fine.

Even though a scar will be left, it’ll be a small incision on my right arm. It won’t hurt too much, hopefully…I’ll just have to put up with it a little.

As we conversed, Prince Leonhardt guided me to the rose garden. The scenery that I’d previously seen from the game CGs was breathtaking. Red, white, and yellow roses were in full bloom. Perhaps because it was my favorite color, but the red roses shined the most and caught my eye.

“…This is amazing.”

I forgot my fate as I stared at the scenery, but when I turned to look at the prince who was smiling next to me, I quickly regained focus.

“…Your Highness…is something the matter?”

“No, it’s just that Lady Lucie is an expressive person, you see.”

For a second, I gape at his words and expression before shyly turning away red-faced. If the memories of my previous life had not returned, I would surely have not made such blunders tonight. Lucie is arrogant, but her aristocratic etiquette was flawless. I was disappointed at the impression I was leaving – with awkward expressions not befitting a noble’s daughter. It’s more convenient this way, I suppose, but it leaves a complicated feeling.

“Please forget that just now…”


Prince Leonhardt appeared interested, laughing a little. I realized in my heart that I would not get such a chance again and so continued looking around. I like roses very much, both as Lucie and in my previous life. So, I was watching the scenery with a smile, but quickly hurried to hide the lax expression with my hand, worried that I would be seen by the prince. Around that same time, I saw something shining near the edge of my field of vision. As I wondered what it could be, I was struck by a mysterious sensation that was hard to explain and threw myself into Prince Leonhardt’s chest.

For the daughter of an aristocrat to suddenly cling onto him, Prince Leonhardt went wide-eyed in astonishment. I didn’t move to hug him as some kind of seduction. I just felt in that moment that I had to do this. It seems that my judgement was spot on as I felt an intense pain in my right shoulder.


My right shoulder was burning in pain. Just as I was about to fall to my knees, I was saved by a hug. I could see Prince Leonhardt’s worried expression, the cloudless blue sky behind him, and the bright petals of the red roses.

When I focused my consciousness on my shoulder, I realized an unknown substance was on me. I was able to protect Prince Leonhardt from the arrow aimed at him and he seemed to finally understand the situation. I was relieved, but a bit resentful that the injury seemed bigger than I’d thought it would be.

“…Your Highness…you’re safe…thank goodness…”


Prince Leonhardt’s beautiful violet eyes were wide open and I was horrified thinking about what might have happened if I hadn’t been here. Perhaps because of such fears, my whole body trembled and I felt a strong chill throughout my body.


Suddenly, everything went pitch black. I couldn’t see anything and it felt like I was thrown into a very cold darkness. There were rushed footsteps and angry words. My limbs were heavy and I couldn’t even move a single finger. When I say that it’s scary, he helps. Gradually I became unable to even move my lips, and I sunk into the darkness.

When I next woke up, I was in a luxurious room at the palace. There was no pain in my right shoulder, which should have been unbearable. Apparently I had lost consciousness for an entire month.

The first thing I wanted to do was bathe. The fact that it had been a month was astonishing enough and now I wanted to clean myself as soon as possible.

It seems that the arrow, which was fired to assassinate Prince Leonhardt, was laced with poison. Apparently, I had hovered between life and death for a while. When I heard that, I cried in gratitude that I had made it out alive.

Lucie shouldn’t have been so badly injured. Fortunately, Prince Leonhardt immediately provided the finest medical treatment possible. Thanks to that, the wound had been closed and the poison removed. I was completely healed and there seemed to be no complications. However, originally there was supposed to be only a slight scar on my right arm, but my actions had complicated the situation and the scar behind my right shoulder was larger and more visible.

…I wonder if I will remain single in this lifetime.

It would be difficult for the recipient of such a scar to get engaged. Though the wound was healed, the consequences remained. I threw myself deeper into the bed and let out a deep exhale.

“…I wish I had been born a man.”

I wouldn’t have been injured had I been born male, because I wouldn’t have needed to have been at such a location in the first place.

Looking into the mirror, I found a beautiful woman with silver hair and red eyes looking back miserably. Unlike the heroine she doesn’t give off an aura of wanting to protect her, but she’s quite high-spec. If I had been this beautiful in my previous life, I would have at least wanted a lover.

As I thought this, someone knocked on the door. I told them to enter without thinking and there appeared Prince Leonhardt. He hurriedly raised his hands to indicate that I stop moving as I was about to get out of bed.

“Your Highness…please forgive my current appearance.”

“No, not at all. I’m sorry for rushing over, but I couldn’t stand still when I heard that your consciousness had returned.”

Prince Leonhardt approached the bedside and took my right hand as he stared at me. My heart throbbed. This seems careless, but honestly His Highness was my favorite character in my past life. I fell in love again at first sight right before the memories of my previous life resurfaced, so I can’t help but be excited as he stares at me with such worry whilst holding my hand. I felt a nosebleed coming so I quickly covered my nose and mouth with my free hand. I was truly glad that I had taken a bath before His Highness approached me.

“Lady Lucie, you are my savior. I am deeply grateful to you.”

“…Your Highness’ safety is the most important.”

“But a big scar was left on you.”

“Please don’t worry about that. Compared to protecting Your Highness…”

It’s true. A scar is nothing compared to someone’s life. I’m grateful I was able to survive but I’m not completely confident that I will be able to do the same thing if the situation repeats itself. I’m loyal to the royal family, but I don’t want anyone to think I’m that loyal. Unfortunately, apparently His Highness seems to think that I am.

The next moment, Prince Leonhardt was kneeling in front of me, grasping my right hand. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

“Lady Lucie, will you marry me?”


In the original story, using the scar she received during the assassination attempt, Lucie forced an engagement with the prince. However, I’ve been unconscious until quite recently and haven’t had the chance to speak with father about any of this. So, why am I being proposed to by Prince Leonhardt, who is supposed to be against the engagement in the first place?

“…If you’re taking responsibility for the wound, please don’t worry about it.”

“Of course I’ll take responsibility, but above all I was fascinated by you.”

Why did this happen? Was it because of my earlier actions? Did something strike a chord with him? If so, what was it? Even in my confusion, I managed to remember that an engagement with Prince Leonhardt was basically a death flag. I have to refuse this at all costs.

“…Your Highness, about that, I…”

“I’ve already spoken to Earl Schönburg. All you have to do is agree.”

I gaped in shock before stiffening. Unfortunately, he seems to have surrounded me while I was asleep. Even if I speak to father, there’s no way to refuse an engagement with the royal family no matter how much I dislike it. After all, daughters of aristocrats ultimately get no say when it comes to engagements.

Oh, I’m dead.

This time, for sure, my face looked like a Tibetan fox…but I soon turned red. Again, though it’s really careless, in my previous life Prince Leonhardt was my favorite. I can’t help but feel like I was ascending to heaven in joy at this situation where I’m being proposed to by this beautiful prince.

It’s not like it’s a situation I can refuse anyway, so I’ll just have to think about how I can avoid the death flag in the future.

Let’s not think too deeply about it right now. I nodded a little, my face still bright red. Prince Leonhardt began kissing my fingertips. His Highness is sitting on the bed as I look away and attempt to suppress a potentially fatal nosebleed.

“Your Highness…about that…”

“Lucie, call me Löwe.”

I’m confused by the sudden lack of distance. I didn’t have a boyfriend in my previous life, and in this one I’d lived as an Earl’s daughter so I’m confused about how to react at times like this. Speaking of, His Highness in the game was quite difficult to capture to begin with. But…I remember when I stopped pursuing he came back more aggressively than ever. Does that mean that I, the villainess, have captured Prince Leonhardt’s heart before the game has even begun? That Prince Leonhardt that was said to be impregnable? Impossible.

“But Your Highness, this…”


…You’re pushy, aren’t you!


I was swallowed by the momentum. When he was called as he wished to be, his smile widened even further. I felt like I was going to collapse, but His Highness’ next words brought me back to reality.

“Could I see your wounds?”


Isn’t this too much? The wound, where the bow and arrow aimed at His Highness pierced, was on my right shoulder. Rather, it’s slightly above my shoulder blades, so it’s not visible while I’m wearing clothes. It’d be impossible to see if I didn’t undress.

Is that actually possible? No, it’s impossible. For the time being, I’d assented to the engagement and become his fiancee, but that didn’t mean I can reveal myself to him right away.

“…You were unconscious after the arrow struck your shoulder. Could I just reassure myself that you are safe?” His Highness asked with an uneasy expression.

It’s not like I can refuse him if he looks like that. I’m aware of it, but I’ve lost to His Highness’ pushiness, so I nod.

I sat upright with my back turned to His Highness. He swept my waist-length silver hair away, so that it was now in front of my shoulders. I hesitated at his gaze, but realized His Highness wouldn’t back down until I assented to his request. Excuse me, but I don’t really want to show this to anyone, you know? But this is His Highness, so I untie the ribbons at the front of my dress. I then loosened the cloth around my right shoulder and revealed the scar. When I thought about being watched, I burned red with shame. I’m sure my ears too were red.

“Lucie…may I touch it?”


Not understanding what he was saying, I fumbled my response. Even as I responded, I couldn’t completely wrap my head around his words.


Though there was no pain, I trembled from a mysterious sensation. Before I knew it, His Highness’ left arm was wrapped around my waist and I was hugged from behind. My body, which was not accustomed at all to the opposite sex, froze up. However, His Highness did not seem to care and instead traced the scar several times with his fingertips.

“Lucie…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

“…Ah, Your Highness, such a thing-”


“…Löwe, this is…”

I tried asking him to stop, but instead felt his soft golden hair on my neck and flinched. Suddenly, something warm and rough brushes over the scar.


It was easy to understand that it had been his tongue. Ah, I exhaled at being licked and my body started to feel hot with shame.

“It was supposed to be me…I’m sorry…”

“No, no. I’m just glad that you were safe, so…hii!”

At being relentlessly licked, I’d let out a strange noise. Unfortunately, it wasn’t particularly sexy.

This was unpleasant. I turned my head to look back at His Highness, but froze. His face was so close to mine that it made me involuntarily hold my breath.


If you say my name that enthusiastically, I’ll be completely defeated, you know? I’ll lose if I fall in love, but I can’t resist when His Highness touches my lips. Seeing his beautiful face so close up, my eyes fluttered shut, while his tongue continued to trace the scar on my shoulder. When I opened my mouth, he invaded with his tongue, it tangling with my own before exploring the inside of my mouth.


I was surprised but I entwined my tongue with his. He sucked at it from different angles and the deep kiss made me feel like I was being devoured. Before I knew it, I’d lost the strength in  my body and pressed my back against His Highness’ broad chest.

I felt feverish at this first experience, only vaguely understanding that I was being kissed. I didn’t know that it would feel so sweet and pleasant.

…No, this is…no!

I momentarily snap out of the fog in surprise. These are two people – a man and a woman – in a closed room, on the only bed. Lust was visible in His Highness’ gaze as he continued to kiss me.

“We can’t do this anymore!”

“It’s okay, no one will come in.”

His words made me feel a sense of crisis. Had he been intending to do this from the beginning? Although I’m completely cured, thanks to the finest treatment available, I was still unwell. And even if we were engaged, it was just established a few moments ago. Isn’t he being too hasty?

As I was thinking of this, I was pushed onto my back. I laid down, using both my hands to cover my face. I was in a situation I had only dreamed of before as His Highness leaned over me.

“Your Highness! Such things have a proper order!”


“Löwe, I want to wait until we’re married!”

“…Then, let’s keep our chastity.”

Prince Leonhardt declares. Oh no, this is not good. When I look up at him in tears, His Highness meets my eyes with lowered eyebrows as if he were troubled. Honestly, that expression is foul play.

“The moment you looked at me and smiled after being hit by the arrow, I felt like I was struck by lightning.”

I don’t even remember if I had been smiling because I was so out of it at the time. I think I was just relieved that he was safe, but at the same time was afraid of dying. But, just what did His Highness feel that led to this situation?

“When you had tears in your eyes and asked for help, I wanted to keep you safe in this world forever. I strongly felt I’d regret it if I ever let you go.”

I had certainly asked for help, I can remember that much. So, I can understand the first part of his words, but just what does he mean he’d regret it if I left? …Is this current situation related to that? If I nod to his confession, my neck might be in danger. Besides, if I end up staying with His Highness tonight then it’s all over.

“…But I’m alright now.”

“It’s only okay because the wound was healed and poison drained immediately,” is how he responds.

I’d heard that I’d received the highest quality medical treatment in the country, but if I think about it like that then it might have been Prince Leonhardt’s healing magic, which is the best in the kingdom. Wait, does that mean you have already seen my skin?



Anyway, I searched for words of avoidance but couldn’t think of anything after my name was called so sweetly. I closed my mouth and my lips, which had turned bright red, remained silent until they were again claimed by His Highness’ lips.

The second kiss is breathtaking and suffocating at once, but I can’t help but feel the sweetness behind it.


Our lips separated and he pushed a silver thread of hair from his mouth. He looked down at me with an ecstatic expression. Sex appeal was leaking off of him and there was a bulge in his pants.

As I was fascinated by him, my clothes – except my underwear – were quickly taken off. I hurriedly hid my breasts with both hands. However, when His Highness also took off his shirt, my hands jumped to cover my eyes and nose while forgetting to hide the rest of me.

His Highness gave a small smile and reached towards my unprotected chest. My breasts, humble enough that they would fit into one of his hands, were kneaded. The tip of his hard cock made itself known by pressing against my stomach. Though my lips were pressed together tightly, my voice unconsciously leaked as he used the tip of his tongue on a nipple.


His Highness seemed pleased with my reaction and his hand pinched a taut nipple as he lapped at the other. His touch and tongue twisted me into a sensation that I’d never felt before.


My hips twitched and my thighs rubbed together without me realizing.I felt something between my legs, a chill running down my back as His Highness noticed the change immediately. Pushing himself up, he narrowed his eyes at me and laughed a little. As naturally as possible, he touched my lower body. He traced the secret place, which I had never touched, through my underwear. My eyes fluttered open at that sensation.

“…You’re wet.”

With just those two words, I was so ashamed that my face was dyed red. The part he’d touched was wet and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die. When I turned away, about to cry, my underwear was taken off. As it was my last line of defense, I screamed a little.

“Your Highness…are you being serious?!”


“…Löwe, is this really alright…hii?!”

His Highness was relaxed, while I felt like screaming and turning away. I wanted to scream at the symbol of masculinity around his lower abdomen, but the noise died in my throat as I felt the honey overflowing from me. He grabbed me by the thighs and spread me wide open. I had to stiffen myself so that I didn’t really scream.

“This is no good…”

“…Don’t worry.”

It isn’t going to be alright at all, though? Besides, wasn’t my chastity supposed to be protected? There were many points that I wanted to complain about, but before I knew it, he had licked the tears which had accumulated in the corners of my eyes. He whispered that I was cute, directly into my ear, and I was blown away. At the same time, he rubbed at my core, which was overflowing with honey. Situated between my open legs, His Highness stroked his dick up and down. A clear liquid began to form at the tip.


I couldn’t take my eyes off of His Highness, whose beautiful face was distorted with lust. His cheeks were slightly red and his lips were open, allowing a rough exhale. He smiled sweetly at me when my eyes met his violet ones.

Then his cock rubbed against my core, shaking my entire body. He held my right hand and his grip continued to strengthen throughout.


“No, don’t leave me. It’s alright…let’s feel good together.”

Something hot was rubbing against my most sensitive place, making my lower body ache. He slowly rubbed his cock up and down and a lewd sound reached my ears. I wanted to cover my ears, but couldn’t because both my right and left hand was entwined with His Highness’ hands. Every time he rubbed at my core, it tightened and a terrifying pleasure pierced my body. An incredibly sweet voice leaked out as a result.

“…Ah, aah…”

He grabbed me by the waist as I was about to run away, the pleasure making me tremble. His slow movements gradually became more intense and the sounds of his cock hitting my core echoed throughout the room. Honestly, it was no different than just inserting it at this point.

Ah, aahh…Löwe, hya…oh, oh...”

Between the overflowing me and the hotness rubbing at my core, I could only tremble, drunk with pleasure and moaning continuously. His Highness was breathless, but he showed no signs of holding back.

“…Haah, Lucie…”

Naahii, hyaa…what are you–ahhhh…!!”

At that moment, my core was rubbed against harshly before I felt something gently push against me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my vision became pure white. My hips moved unconsciously and my entire body trembled.

After reaching my climax, His Highness sat down, letting out a low moan.

Nearing his climax, His Highness let out low moans before sitting up again. I’d reached my high a few moments ago, and now it was his turn as a cloudy liquid began covering my stomach. As I gazed at it dreamily, the substance splattered onto my breasts. I lost consciousness at that moment due to fatigue and a sleepiness that enveloped my entire body.

The next time I woke up, we had already gone past the point of me running away. The castle’s outer moat had already been closed so I could not return home.

Hey, wasn’t I supposed to be the villainess who was condemned and killed?

Translator’s Note: First of all, a huge shout out to my new editor and proofreader slothful_rabbit!! I honestly could not have done it without you (ノ´▽`)ノ{+++THANK YOU+++}ヽ(´▽`ヽ).

So, this is definitely a more generic villainess reincarnation, like tbh I couldn’t exactly pinpoint what made Leonhardt fall in love? Her expressiveness that he witnessed for a few seconds? The fact she took an arrow for him? But is that love? But ah well, such is the world of an otoge isekai~

Oh, could anyone tell me what looks like a Tibetan fox means? This confused me a little and it shows up in the sequel too.

We’re working on the – much shorter – sequel to this right now. Should be out in the next week or so. Please look forward to it!

Thank you everyone for your patience m(。_。;))m. I hope to be more active from now on! ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙


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